This may be terrible parenting, but there are simply some things my kids say that I refuse to correct, because I’m not ready for them to stop saying it their way yet. For instance: Elijah: Mom, do we have eggs? Me: Yes, but we are almost out of them. Elijah: But we are still in…
Author: Amy
Cookie Bummer
Many years ago, my mom was in church when the entire, sizable, congregation had to evacuate due to widespread coughing and mucosal irritation. Security mobilized and the air system was examined, to no avail. Turns out, it was the accidental discharge of pepper spray in mom’s purse. My story is not nearly as exciting, but…
Vacay Shunning Junk: How My Thighs Survived the Trip
I think I’m still on Island Time. Two weeks ago I was packing for our trip to Ocracoke Island to attend my cousin’s wedding. Now (seemingly five minutes later) I’m packing us up to tag along with Brian on his business trip. But, first trips first. We took 2 days to get to the island…
Argh, the Dreams, Yay, the Boy.
My over-active imagination never seems to miss an appointment. I tire of writing about this, now that Elijah’s chemo treatment is 2 years behind us, but apparently I need to work it out some more, or there’s some reason I’m not supposed to “get over it.” Last night, as I was trying to sleep, I…
Polite Fight
[Insert sibling spat here.] This calmly-stated conversation followed: Ian: Elijah, I’m sorry for hurting you. I should have used self-control. Elijah: It okay, Ian. You don’t have to use self-control. If you want to hurt me, you just have to ack me if is okay to hurt me. Ian: All right…but next time I feel…
He’s Got the Wipe Stuff
The *most amazing thing happened yesterday. I heard Isaac yelling from the bathroom. I assumed it was the usual, “I’m ready for a wiiiiiipe!” I took a giant breath and poked my head in the door. Isaac proudly beamed, “I just wiped myself!!” Wow! He had been steadfastly refusing to try for all time. I…
The Wish List
Yesterday unexpectedly became a “free” day — one of those lovely days that we don’t have to be anywhere in particular. So, I thought it would be a good day to try a little experiment I’ve been thinking about. However, we ended up deciding to go to Legoland Discovery Center in the middle of the…
Whatcha’ Doing? Mildewing.
As a Stay At Home Mom, I struggle with not doing certain chores often enough because they are too disgusting, because I don’t do them often enough — namely, showers, toilets and floors. One day, determination sets in, and I grab my Magic Erasers, scrubbers and cleaners, and attack the nasty grime and it takes…
Bromance
Here is a conversation from this morning. Ian: Can I split a quesadilla with Elijah and that way we can have a romantic lunch? Me: Um…sure. What does “romantic” mean to you? Ian: It means…love. And everything is perfect. Hmm, I think he may have nailed it. He covered the kid table with a blanket, and…
Truth Fairy
Ian, if you are older, or have invented time travel, and are reading this, the tooth truth of the following story may sting a bit, but hopefully not too much. Last Saturday morning, we were at the breakfast table eating waffles, when Ian started spitting and sputtering and expelled something from his mouth. “My toof…
S.A.H.M. Hill 